Michelle - Naked In School

Chapter 5

WEDNESDAY

"Come on, or you’ll miss breakfast," a loud voice shouted in my ear. I had to think for a minute… oh yes, Roberta.

I opened my eyes. "Too bright," I groaned. She’d put the main light on and the spotlight over my computer desk. "What time is it?"

"Just gone eight," she chirped, indecently bright for this early in the morning.

"I’ll grab something on the way to school," I muttered.

"No," she insisted. "Your dad says he’s got something to ask you."

When I dragged myself down to breakfast, I asked, "You wanted me?"

"Yes," replied my dad. "Your mother and I were discussing what to do about Roberta while you’re away in Spain, and we decided, if you don’t object, to let her stay here with us."

That’s why Roberta had looked so happy. I grinned and gave him a hug. "Thanks, Dad."

As soon as Roberta and I arrived at school, the boy from yesterday asked, "Can I undress you, then go down on you?"

I must have looked shocked, because he immediately followed it up with, "You did promise yesterday, that you’d teach me how, but if you don’t want to…"

"It’s okay," I said. "I’d just forgotten, that’s all."

As he was undressing me, I asked myself, could I really do this? Christine was grinning at me like a Cheshire cat, so I said, "I think Christine should start the teaching today."

That wiped the grin off her face for a moment, but then it came back as she said, "Okay, you’re on." She turned to the boys around her and asked, "Hands up who wants to learn how to eat pussy?"

Funny. The teachers in class hardly ever got that many raising their hands to answer a question.

"You first," I said to her, then to "my" boy, "Just copy what she tells him to do."

We lay down next to each other as we had yesterday. At least we didn’t have to use the doormat as someone had brought a mat from the gym for us to lie on, so it wasn’t so cold on my back. But it was still dirty as people had been walking over it, so we’d need another shower afterwards.

Mats and showers were quickly forgotten as I watched Christine. I’d never really watched a girl until yesterday when she was being made to cum. Now I was watching a boy with his tongue up her twat.

Soon even watching her was forgotten as I tensed up for my best orgasm so far, well, this week anyway.

When I finally came down, I noticed Christine in the throes of her own orgasm, and, yet again, she just kept on cumming. "God, I wish I could do that."

I must have said that out loud as quite a few people suddenly looked at me, including one girl I didn’t know, who had a definite smile on her face.

Christine and I took longer in the showers today.

"I’m glad I’m going away tonight," I said.

"Why? Apart from decent weather and all those hot Spanish boys, I mean."

"Because if I stay, the way things are going, I’ll end up fucking someone in class or something."

"What’s wrong with that?"

"I…" What WAS wrong with that? "I’m… just not ready for that, that’s all," I finished feebly.

"I can hardly wait. I’m gonna ask for relief in Catly’s lesson tomorrow and see if I can get someone to fuck me."

"God!" I exclaimed. "Can you imagine her reaction?"

"Why do you think I want to do it there?"

"And to think you were the quiet one of the three of us," I laughed.

Her voice dropped as she suddenly changed the subject. "How’s Roberta?"

"She’s fine." For a moment I wondered if I should tell Christine what had happened, but I figured that Roberta wouldn’t mind. "Her Mum went ape and threw her out of the house yesterday morning when she told her about everyone seeing her scar."

"Yeah, I know. She told me. Disgraced the family indeed. I know what I’d like to say to her fucking mother."

"Yeah," I agreed. "Anyhow, she’s staying with us for now, at least while I’m away."

"Your parents don’t mind?"

"Mind? After I asked Dad if she could stay last night, he only went out and bought loads of girly stuff for the guest room, then insisted on buying her some new clothes as she couldn’t go home for her own clothes."

"Wow."

"Then Mum and Dad decided to ask her if she wanted to stay while I was in Spain, before I’d even thought of it."

"That’s neat. No. It’s fucking wicked."

"You will see she’s okay while I’m away, won’t you?"

"Yeah. If I go visit her, can I use your computer?"

I laughed. I knew the games on it that she liked to play. "Okay."

"We’ve been ages in the shower," Christine commented. "I dread to think what Nugget’ll say."

Nugget was Mr. Gould, our Chemistry teacher. And he wasn’t pleased. "I know it’s not your fault, girls, but it’s difficult enough to plan practical lessons without you coming in halfway through."

"Yes, Mr. Gould," we both said.

"There isn’t time to go through everything again, so you’ll have to just watch the others and get notes from them afterwards."

"Okay," I nodded.

I was disappointed as his practical lessons were usually fun, but I couldn’t really blame him either.

To my surprise, my only Requests that break time were from two boys wanting to feel my boobs.

We were still going through the English Civil War in History, so I wasn’t needed. (And "Mr." Cromwell HAD obviously been doing some revising to avoid further embarrassment from Mr. Richards.)

Then, of course, it was the longer ten-minute break. Almost immediately I was approached by the girl with the smile from this morning…

"You were wishing you could cum more?" she asked me, except that it was more of a statement, or a challenge, than a question.

"Er, what?"

"This morning. When the other girl was cumming and cumming, you said you wished you could do that," she explained patiently.

"Oh. Yeah. Why?"

"Sit down. I’ve got a Request."

I sat down and didn’t even bother to ask what her Request was. We both knew what she was talking about.

I was really tense because I was suddenly embarrassed as she opened me wide, looked up at me and licked her lips.

She started with a single slow lick, which went from as close to my arsehole as she could reach with me sitting like that, all the way up to my clit. That was nice and I sighed. So she did it again. By the time she touched my clit for the second time, it was all I could do not to push her face into me.

Then she started playing with my lips with her tongue, every now and again dipping her tongue as deep into me as she could go. She almost bit my clit and sucked on it, while allowing a finger to probe deeply into my pussy.

I bucked so hard I actually knocked her backwards. Luckily a couple of boys stopped her from falling and others kept me from falling off the bench.

"Lie right back," she ordered.

I didn’t respond. I mean, I wanted to, but right then I literally couldn’t, so two boys eased me back until I was lying on the bench.

And she started again. I hadn’t even begun to recover from my first orgasm and she had me building to a second!

This time I screamed. I must have really screamed as three or four teachers came racing down the corridor, pushing everyone out of the way, to see what was wrong.

The girl was giggling as I tried to speak.

"It’s okay," I tried to assure them, and although I don’t think the words came out exactly as I intended, they obviously understood as they walked away again.

"That’s just for starters," the girl said. "I’ll see you after lunch and really show you what I can do."

I gasped and stared at her retreating figure.

Then she turned and called back, "The name’s Allison, by the way, or Allicum to my friends."

I could see why.

I must have had two more lessons between then and lunch, and a break in between, but I don’t remember them. Okay, I could look at my timetable to see which lessons they were, but you get my point.

I remember having to be helped into the first one, and someone making a joke about me needing relief, but that’s about all I do remember.

I was like a cat on hot bricks all through lunch. I told the others what had happened and what Allison had said, and they laughed.

The moment the free half hour was up, she was beside me. "Up on the table," she ordered, without so much as a ‘hello’.

She positioned me on my back just how she wanted me. Then, to my surprise, instead of getting on the table, she stood beside me. She took one of my hands and put it up her blouse and under her bra.

"Hmm," she shook her head. "This is no good." She put her hands behind her and neatly unclipped her bra through her blouse.

She undid her blouse completely and put my hand on one of her tits.

Then she took my other hand and rested it against her pussy, over her knickers. She grasped it tightly and used it to rub herself.

Finally her legs gave way a little bit and she let out a groan. "That’s better," she sighed. "Now for your lesson."

She took off her panties and rolled them up. "We don’t want you screaming too much, do we?" she teased as she wiped the gusset around my nose then stuffed them into my mouth.

To my surprise, her skirt followed and she lifted my head to put that around me, so I couldn’t see.

I couldn’t see anything. I could hear people milling around, but all I could smell and taste was Allison and all I could feel were her fingers, lightly running all over my body.

"Anyone touches me and I stop," she warned everyone.

"Don’t worry." That was Suzie’s voice. "We’ll make sure nobody touches you."

Then Allison climbed on top and pressed her naked body against mine.

She slithered down my body, kissing and licking as she went, until her face was at the entrance to my pussy. She blew hard all around my pussy. And that was all she did until I groaned with impatience.

That giggle again, and she started, lips and tongue and teeth, just as she had before.

And with the same result, except that she made me cum three times instead of twice, and my screams didn’t carry so far as my mouth was full of her knickers.

"Right," she ordered. "Time you did some work."

She pulled her skirt and knickers away and squatted over me, opening her pussy and pushing it down onto my mouth. As I tentatively pushed my tongue into her, she began to work on my pussy again with her tongue.

I’m sure I didn’t do her justice, although I tried… Was that my fourth or fifth orgasm?

"I need cock," she announced. "John?"

Someone, I assume it was John, climbed on the table and fed his cock into her pussy as I continued to lick her.

How he didn’t cum I don’t know, but she did and I lapped up her juices.

"Oh, poor John didn’t finish," she teased as she climbed off of me. "I think you owe him," she said to me, "and he’s outstanding in a sixty-nine. You want?"

I didn’t even think or answer her, I pulled his cock into my mouth and he reached for my pussy. I suddenly thought that I hadn’t even seen his face yet and now his cock was in my mouth.

His cock was hitting the back of my throat, so she stopped him. "Just swallow and relax, swallow and relax," she told me.

Easier said than done. I don’t think I got him all in, but I must have managed most of him. Either way he wasn’t complaining.

She must have got someone to raise my legs as suddenly both of them were lifted high.

I felt him twitch and begin to pull away, but I held onto him as his cum flooded my mouth.

I swallowed his cum without even thinking about it, then for a second I felt disappointed as he pulled his cock away, but he resumed his tongue assault on my pussy, and someone (Allison?) began to push her(?) tongue into my arse.

I found out it was her when she stopped to speak. "She needs something to hold onto, boys. A cock in each hand will do nicely."

I put my hands out willingly and they were soon filled, but I think she was just being cruel to them as she and John continued to lick and finger me to orgasm number… whatever.

I heard her voice saying, "You’d better let them go, Michelle."

"Huh?"

"Their cocks! Before they get gangrene," she laughed.

I looked and I was gripping the two cocks so hard in my hands that the two boys were in pain! I let them go quickly, mumbling, "Sorry."

Allison looked around for her clothes. She put on her blouse, but her bra, knickers and skirt had vanished.

"Oh well," she shrugged. "Easy cum, easy go. See you after school."

After school? My thoughts were a meaningless jumble.

As it was, I couldn’t get up. Suzie and Shelley helped me to the Sick Room. "Proggie needs a rest," laughed Shelley and they lifted me onto the couch.

I slept nearly all afternoon until halfway through the final lesson. I waited until it had finished, then took the excuse notes that Nurse had done for me to the teacher for the final lesson. He said he’d pass them to the other teachers.

I managed to get dressed. Allison came past laughing, still dressed in just her blouse, which was not quite long enough to cover her pussy. Almost, but not quite. She was carrying a long coat and put it on before she went outside. It was still cold out there, so I was glad I still had all my clothes.

Roberta and Christine walked into the lobby, hand in hand. Christine was already dressed. She must have done that while I was delivering my excuse notes.

"Where have you two been?" I asked looking pointedly at their joined hands.

"Only looking for you," Christine laughed, but they dropped each other’s hand.

The three of us caught the bus back to my house. Christine stayed for tea with us, then the three of us caught the bus back to school to wait for the coach to the airport. I told them they didn’t have to wait, but they insisted.